What should I do if the boss wants to chase my roommate?

There is nothing to pack at home, everything that should be lost has been lost, and some valuables have been robbed long ago. The only thing Margaret is grateful for is that her books are still there.

When setting off the next day, the leading knight disapproved when he saw the book basket on the ground, and he persuaded Margaret to discard these useless things.

"You don't need to bring books, the royal princesses and noble ladies don't read these things, when you arrive in the imperial capital, you can go shopping with the ladies, have afternoon tea and evening parties, believe me, your days in the imperial capital will be absolutely happy Don't pay attention to these things that are useless to you."

"After all, women don't need these."

It was only then that Margaret remembered that society believes that women only need to have basic literacy skills, and they don’t need too much knowledge, and they don’t need to know too much, because every moment of their lives must revolve around Husband and family turn around.

Margaret felt anger and sadness welling up in her heart, she raised her voice and said, "Grover Hurt."

Grover Hurt was the name of the leading knight.

When Grover heard someone calling his name, he saluted reflexively, because those who were younger than him often called him an adult, and the only ones who called him by his full name were those nobles he couldn't offend.

It wasn't until he finished his movements that he realized that he was actually saluting a commoner.

He couldn't help but feel annoyed. Although he knew the other party's identity, in his eyes Margaret was an unknown illegitimate child, a commoner whom he had always looked down upon. What right did she have to call him by his name.

Grover looked up and glared at Margaret, and Margaret shouted, "Did I allow you to look directly at me?"

Grover has always held a contemptuous attitude towards her. Although he hides it well, some micro-expressions of people will inadvertently reveal a person's true thoughts.

Before leaving, Margaret thought that she had to establish prestige in advance, she was a royal family, and according to the class division of modern society, she had the right to order everyone present.

She is not a person who likes to use power to oppress others, but sometimes it is a necessary means of self-protection. As long as she has a trace of cowardice, these people who look down on her will trample on her bottom line again and again in the days to come .

It happened that someone was giving me a pillow when I fell asleep, and she casually pointed to a knight in the team, "Guard, tell him, what will happen if you don't respect the royal family as stipulated in the Olivia Code."

The gray-haired knight stepped out, bowed slightly to her and saluted her tall and straight, and then said to Grover who was still kneeling on the ground: "The code stipulates that crimes such as disrespectful to the royal family and nobles, and crimes such as infringement, will be punished according to the law." The Code punishes capital punishment."

"Sheridan! You!"

Grover now knows that Margaret is not something he can provoke. Even though she is still a commoner, she has the blood of the royal family in her body. As long as she gets the approval of His Royal Highness Chrissy in the imperial capital, then she has a thousand dollars. way to get revenge on him.

She admitted that she didn't dare to mess with this wild girl, but Sheridan is such a dull and rigid person, usually he is looked down upon by the rest of the team, why dare to speak to him like this now!

Margaret also saw that the gray-haired knight was at odds with Grover. The gray-haired knight was not as high as Grover, and Grover would definitely take revenge on him in the future.

"Very well, guard, I license you to drive for me in the next few days." Giving her a drive would save her from going back to the Knights. In order to prevent him from being retaliated by others, Margaret had to do so first.

She glared at the angrily Grover, and said, "As for you, Grover, when will these books of mine be loaded into the carriage, and when will you get up." After finishing speaking, she gracefully lifted the hem of her skirt with one hand , helped the gray-haired knight to get into the carriage.

The gray-haired knight took the lead and helped her move the book to the carriage with several other knights. While moving the book, Grover knelt on the ground and did not dare to get up. People around him came and went, as if countless fiery gazes were cast on him. body, mocking him, laughing at him.

He lowered his head and clenched his fists, his eyes were tearing apart. He had never felt such a great shame.

He didn't get up angrily until everything was ready and Margaret's voice allowing him to get up came from the carriage.

When he passed by the gray-haired knight, he put one on Sheridan's shoulder and clasped the other's shoulder tightly, his tone full of warning, "Sheridan, what do you think you are! We are waiting Look, I'll make you cry out of the order!"

The gray-haired knight didn't reply to Grover, he smoothed his wrinkled riding clothes with his hands, and calmly boarded the front seat of the carriage.

The interior decoration of this carriage is luxurious and luxurious to the naked eye. There are exquisite pastries on the low table in front of the sofa, and a cup of steaming black tea. The heat slowly drifts along the wind.

Whether it is the luxury of teacup utensils or the golden tassels on the sofa pillows, they are all made of fine gold threads.

The gray-haired knight Sheridan drove very steadily, and Margaret didn't feel too much bumps.

The days on the road were very boring, the knights were not as easy to get along with as the mercenaries, they could talk about any topic without any grudges.

These knights seem to be born with a sense of superiority over others. They value worldly rituals and music too much, and never discuss with others those things that they think are unrefined.

Margaret watched them put up an "I'm proud" face every day, tried it herself, and gave up after a while, because it was too tired and boring, and it would even make people look like a competitive dog. Rooster.

So she had to live with her precious books all the way, and today Margaret read the book Samantha gave her.

She opened the cover, and it was a cardboard book.

There is a bookmark on the first page of the book.

There is a wall drawn on the bookmark, and inside the wall climbs wisteria and red vine flowers, which are intertwined with each other, and the flower branches of wisteria climb to the outside of the wall, forming purple flowers.

Margaret didn't understand what it meant, so she had to put it away as an ordinary sticky note. She searched for other things, but couldn't find the address written by Samantha. She thought it was stuck in the book. , Picked up the book and shook it again, but nothing came out.

What is Samantha Caroline doing again?

For some reason, what Dillon said came to Margaret's mind at this time:

"She asked you to take it on the road to watch."

She always felt that Samantha's words were for her now, and she was indeed on her way now.

Margaret thought for a long time but couldn't come up with a reason, so she just read the book.

Skip the bookmark part, turn to the second page, and a portrait suddenly appeared.

The person in the painting wears an exquisite ruby ​​crown, and other jewelry mainly made of rubies hangs on the elegant swan neck. The noble rubies make her skin fairer and more delicate.

She was wearing a luxurious and complicated royal dress, with a white cloak made of white velvet that dragged to the ground. Unlike other kings, what she held in her hand was not a scepter, but a long sword inlaid with gemstones .

Sitting sideways on the throne, she looks out of the painting with her smiling and affectionate purple eyes, still carrying a sense of oppression that is hard to ignore.

Margaret recognized at a glance that this was the real Samantha Caroline, the Supreme Ruler of Sgetec.

Margaret unconsciously met those purple eyes again, stroking the end of the eyes of the person in the painting with her fingers, and couldn't help but think of a poem written by Abbit:

The wind of the Aegean Sea blows endlessly,

It passed countless castles,

Fall into the eternal lilac kingdom.

She sighed and turned to the next page, glanced at it, and snapped the book shut.

Margaret didn't need to look in the mirror to know that her face must be flushed.

How did her name appear in the book!

More importantly, what the hell is that red lip print on her name!